Walking in the huge park, you notice the couples
All holding each other either by hips or hands
Younger and older pairs, all within your eyes scans
Avoiding the kids bike as they ride with troubles

Plop! You get a seagull's luck on your ears and shirt
As it's drippings do spread, a warm tingly feeling
On your neck it runs to, tissue for this dealing
Is in your worse thinking, avoiding this concert

As the eyes peer towards your own predicament
You see the grand laughter at your situation
Laughing at your bad luck, perfection fixation

Life brings you these lemons, and you need to ascent
That lemonade can quench an army's greatest thirst
As sour as it might be; could be a worst outburst.